Momil Is Not Even the Correct Word. Every Restaurant in Seoul Uses It Anyway.
The kettle came to the table first. I thought it was tea. I poured some into the paper cup and drank it. It was broth, and it was cold. Nobody told me. At a momil restaurant, nobody tells you anything. I ordered pan-momil. It came on a bamboo tray, two piles of gray-brown noodles, cold….
